![]() |
Image by John Hain from Pixabay |
I recently ran across the term “moral beauty.” As is often the case with such terms, this expression refers to a battery of actions most likely practiced by people ever since one human first looked into the face of another—even without a formal name for those actions.
We also need to extend this practice of moral beauty to both wild beings and to inanimate objects, e.g., forests, prairies, mountains, oceans and rivers. But we may not fare so well when honestly exploring our interactions with the non-human & inanimate features of Earth’s crust.
We’ve all heard of various categories of beauty: natural, physical, artistic, musical, literary, architectural, maybe even something mechanical or technical. But moral beauty stems from a mind truly aware of the human condition. It is manifested by positive and soothing actions or words or by sharing a stable and positive silence. Such actions can occur between two or more people during times of triumph and joy, stress or grief, failure or disillusionment. Even during times of quiet mutual respect.
I suspect that all therapists and counselors would argue that society always needs more people who are active messengers of moral beauty, more people who are known as authors of acts of kindness, those who offer words or actions that serve to stem the waves of anger, aggression, greed, me-ism, depression and loneliness that currently are infecting our entire world society. Those who offer words or actions that serve to dilute the toxic workplace and that do-more-than-yesterday attitude of pressure that fills its hours.
Paradoxically,
the motivation to look deep inside ourselves is often stimulated by a deep
immersion in some corner of the outdoors.
Consider the following thoughts from various authors:
![]() |
Image by Kanenori from Pixabay |
Steve Callahan once wrote, “I am not a religious man per se. My own cosmology is convoluted and not in line with any particular church or philosophy. But for me, to go to sea is to glimpse the face of God. At sea, I am reminded of my insignificance—of all men’s insignificance. It is a wonderful feeling to be so humbled.”
![]() |
Image by GUDE PAVAN from Pixabay |
Former national poet laureate, Leslie Marmon Silko, had these thoughts: “All places and all beings of earth are sacred. It is dangerous to designate some places sacred when all are sacred. Such compromises imply that there is a hierarchy of value, with some places and some living beings not as important as others. No part of the earth is expendable; the earth is a whole that cannot be fragmented, as it has been by the destroyers’ mentality of the Industrial Age.”
Submitted by Nathan Bolls (Elder RiverSoul)
Please follow us on Facebook
Contact Elders Speaking if you would like to receive email updates or submit your original work.